A couple of years ago, I took part in a blog hop hosted by the wonderful Castles, Crowns and Cottages. The point? To blog about Paris. From the archives, here's my tribute to a place I've never been too, but often dreamed about going!
“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.”-- Ernest Hemingway
Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.--John Berger
Whoever does not visit Paris regularly will never really be elegant.--Honoré de Balzac
I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles.--Cole Porter
Everything ends this way in France - everything. Weddings, christenings, duels, burials, swindlings, diplomatic affairs -everything is a pretext for a good dinner.-
This is what you do on your very first day in Paris. You get yourself, not a drizzle, but some honest-to-goodness rain, and you find yourself someone really nice and drive her through the Bois de Boulogne in a taxi. The rain’s very important. That’s when Paris smells its sweetest. It’s the damp chestnut trees.--Audrey Hepburn as Sabrina
I leave you with one of my francophile daughter's favorite French songs. Enjoy...